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BRAKKK!!

The sound of a hand punch floating on the table instantly made the person in the house of the Teten joker gasp in shock, no mouth opened or the sound that was heard all silently bowed in fear.

"KEHED SIA BAHRUL SAGALA MAOT! Heh maneh both, pull kulawarga bahrul son of a bitch kaluar ti pikeun mayar kebun na!(( damn Bahrul, you're dead! Heh you two drive all the Bahrul family out of the hut to pay the debt!!")

"But the pagan's punten, now the body has not been buried and is buried tomorrow morning!" said Asep, one of Teten's men who gave a report about Bahrul's death.

"Yes already kitu's daydream. Tomorrow morning I do not want to know the house must be empty and remember that I check the house is still there even though it is just your cat all I fired! UNDERSTAND!" snapped Teten with eyes glaring towards his men

"Ba good boss." replied his men in unison.

After the two Tetens came out of his house, he walked into his study. One of the rooms that no one should enter except himself and his wife and Asep's men and his confidants.

Teten sat on his great chair, then his hand grabbed the table drawer that was right next to him and took out a brown envelope from the drawer.

"Haha. The sustenance does not go anywhere, little by little all the land and plantations in the village of Cijulang wetan will be mine. The landlady of the richest man number one in the village of Cijulang wetan" he said arrogantly while grinning as both index fingers and thumbs flicked the envelope several times.

"What, we should not let the Mirah family stay in the house, pity they just lost the backbone of his family" said Laras suddenly emerged from behind the door of the Teten's study.

Seeing the presence of Laras his wife uninvited came to make Teten look upset.

"Other times if you go in knock on the door first, and another one. Don't interfere in the business of What.just take care of your son who bangor and kitchen!" Jerky Teten looks not like what Laras does.

"But Pa-"

"OUT! BEFORE I DRAG KELUA!" Hardik Teten made Laras stunned and immediately he went out and left her husband's Teten workspace

"Dasarna pamajekan ngan to be a parasite!( you useless wife just being a bitch!)" teten grumbled still looking annoyed.

**

Kemal walked up to a magnificent stage at a grand birthday celebration event, his face looks happy with a smile expanded to look white teeth rows

Just in the middle of the stage without a beautiful woman in an elegant white dress smiling sweetly and affectionately welcomed him up to the stage.

Kemal spread out his hands, there was a beautiful flower bouquet in his right hand a bouquet of flowers that wanted to be dedicated to the woman who was none other than her mother.

"Mamaa!" yelled cheerfully from the end of the stage while running and smiling happily welcoming the arms of the mother.

Kemal's steps suddenly stopped as he gazed up where the spotlights that were right in the middle of the stage were slightly swaying with the hook rope almost broken.

Kemal's face instantly pale with round eyes alternately staring at the lamp hook above and his mother right under the lamp.

BRUUKKK

"YAMAAAA!!" yelled Kemal with all his might.

Kemal jumped into the body of the mother when the floodlight fell until the mother bounced two steps away from where the lamp fell, but the ill-fated lamp suddenly

Cling missing

"Aarr!" erang Kemal looks restless in his sleep.

***

The Safitri house

The late night cold air on the slopes of Mount Honje is not comparable to the grief that binds the Safitri family at night, it is also Bahrul buried accompanied by sobs from his son and his wife.

There is no look of the crowds of tahlilan events or studies at the Safitri house tonight, a bamboo-clad house whose terrace is illuminated by 5-watt lights looks quiet and tightly closed. From the outside, there was the sound of people teaching.

"Mom, eat first ya Fitri bribe." Safitri said softly as she rubbed Mirah's arms lying on her side on a wooden cot with bamboo mats in her room.

"Hiks hyks hyx." Mirah did not reply with words just sobs coming out of her lips.

"Emak ate huh? If until mom does not want to be sick later Fitri is afraid of Mak, we have just lost Mr. Fitri does not want to happen bad things. The sad is not only the mother but also Fitri and the sisters are also sad to lose the father so Fitri please mom must be strong for the three of us. We have only a mother now. Fitri please mother eat yes some bribes." persuaded Safitri take a spoonful of rice with side dishes tempe fried and vegetable spinach to cause to Mirah.

Safitri's persuasion did not make Mirah unmoved from her position, a deep sorrow due to her husband's sudden departure made her unable to think. There is only a feeling of despair and loss.

Safitri took a deep breath, his eyes began to fall back in. What his mother felt must not be much different from what he felt. Let alone to taste the drowsiness is not there, deep sorrow makes them not feel hungry even though from noon they have not eaten.

Time does not feel creeping, until the tau-tau is near dawn. Safitri woke up from his chicken sleep walking gontai from his room towards the living room that looked vacant.

As Safitri's eyes stared at the floor, the plastic mat on the former body of Bahrul was placed back on his cheeks without being prevented.

"Let the father be at God's side, now the father does not need to be tired from waking up to want to sleep to work to support us, o Allah give the Father the best place on Your side after years of fatigue and weariness for us" said Safitri.

Safitri began to tidy up and roll up the mat mat on the floor of his house, slices of pandan leaves scattered also some mothballs and flakes make the room feel pungent piercing the nose that is the typical smell of funeral home.

Once finished tidying up the front room Safitri walked into the kitchen saw a rectangular table where the usual food served still covered neatly serving hoods. Safitri let out a long sigh, his eyes then moved on a pile of some long batik cloths that were reefs above the tub in the corner near the bathroom in the kitchen of Bahrul's corpse cover.

"I'd better take some house first just wash those cloths." monologue.

He stepped into the bathroom behind his house and took water from a large barrel in the corner of the bathroom.

once finished the dawn prayer and tidied up Safitri's house and collected the batik cloths of the corpse coverings and some dirty clothes in a fairly large tub and he went to the river.

***

"Ahh fresh! It was so quiet to sleep me last night" Kemal said as he opened his bedroom window.

His face still hasn't changed even when he woke up.

"Asik nih kaya if for jog air cold gerrr cold. Dah mending I unplug now just while looking for breakfast." monologue kemal while snatching his jacket.

As soon as the door of Kemal's room was opened, Ismail who was ready to wait for his Master in front of the door was surprised by Kemal's appearance until his eyes were perfectly round in disbelief.

"Rico?" a single word of question that represented his shock.

"In the morning bang Is, did the eye seeds napa ampe want to come out that rich saw the ghost bang? Kuy temenin jog yuk." said Kemal friendly greet Ismail who is still immersed with changes Kemal.

"I am." saut Ismail stammered.

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